Paul shook his head a little, coming out of his thoughts. "Huh? Oh, Umm..." He shrugged a little not really picky on what to eat. "I'll just have whatever you're having."
Paul made his way to their room. He sighed deeply and flopped on the bed. He really wanted to go back down there and show Trevor how things were, but if Giselle was happy, then he would be happy. With or without her.
Paul sighed deeply as he closed his eyes. He slowly started to fall asleep, hoping that everything would go okay for Giselle and Trevor. He woke up a little when he heard her call his name. "Huh?" He mumbled. He rubbed his eyes and sat up when he saw her walk into the room. He shook his head a little as he yawned. "No. I'm not sick at all. I just left because I saw how much fun you were having with Trevor." He spat Trevor's name as he said it.